shug - pin up lyrics
[chorus]
fashion poster life
a rockafella primadonna, flashing lights
i’m lying down cause i want your tenfold
looking all dangerous
looking all femme deluxe
smoking that roofie dust, n-gga i…
fashion poster life
a margiela primadonna, flashing lights
under your care i want your tenfold
look at my pinup pose
look at this icy cold
look at this pinup pose
[verse 1]
lemme l!ck it down for the girls
you a fan, you a fan, you a dumb late
i really am, pretty bamb with the dumb cake
pretty goons, 50 goons with the gun plate
f-ck shade, imma show your n-gga how a c-nt taste
dumb face, i be looking pretty like a dump tray
unphased, i be eating b-tches like an entrée
dumb brain, and i got that itty bitty lunch tray
looking like a winner cause he f-cking with the upgrade
plus pay, up in margiela with the dumb raise
[?] rock frigid like a sundae
done with dollars cause i told em money make me c-m
n-ggas know i got mad [?] like a mmm
n-gga you best better do better on your run
n-ggas you get better, beretta’s on the drum
up it and wet, these flip n-ggas getting done like blap!
n-gga thinking you run, imma it up it the dump
money tighter to what? more d-ck in the b-tt
more trigger n-ggas ready to cut
big money, big spender n-ggas ready to f-ck
wrist really real pretty, real glistening, uh
real ready to stunt, real clip on the clutch
banji, banji, crip dip on the punch
this femmy, this sissy b-tch do what it does n-gga
[chorus]
fashion poster life
a rockafella primadonna, flashing lights
i’m lying down cause i want your tenfold
looking all dangerous
looking all femme deluxe
smoking that roofie dust, n-gga i…
fashion poster life
a margiela primadonna, flashing lights
under your care i want your tenfold
look at my pinup pose
look at this icy cold
look at this pinup pose
[verse 2]
mirror, mirror, mirror on my wall
act like you cute, got goons on my court
when i’m f-cking with that n-gga he finish and want more
when you suck up on that d-ck and you finish he got bored
none of these b-tches is running on my courts
up in ammunition i spray it out my porch
feminine in contours and lipgloss
but that real n-gga sickening, f-ggots be whacked off, like
yo, punani right, bugatti nice
troubles seeing b-tches when i’m boarding a private flight
who the f-ck wanna bump when the tie was tight
when the dump take a trump like a tiger bite
i’m the flyest height, b-tch you kinda nice
and your man said you kinda light hah
i bet he’d kinda like to hump hah
i bet he’d kinda like to f-ck
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